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Her straight strawberry blonde hair was exactly Cathy’s. Don't be frightened of her. ” She drove off in a little fiacre, nodding and smiling at Sir John, who remained upon the Avenue. As this seemed insufficient, after a lapse of five minutes, he added another hundred weight. Wood's habitation in Wych Street, we are luckily enabled to furnish a facsimile) was Jack Sheppard (signature) "I've half a mind to give old Wood the slip, and turn highwayman," cried Jack, as he closed the knife, and put it in his pocket. Sheppard, with a deep sigh, perceiving that her benefactor hesitated to pronounce the word. Of all the amazing coincidences.
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